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I am at the San Mateo County Fair on June 17 from 2:45 – 4:30


Fair schedule

 

https://www.sanmateocountyfair.com/images/2017/departments/literary/literarystageA.jpg

https://www.sanmateocountyfair.com/literary-arts

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Interview With KMVT Mountain View


Colorful Journey of Success interview from last October.  Posted on YouTube in early March of 2017.  I was so nervous. :-]

 

NaPoWriMo 2017


See prompts at www.NaPoWriMo.net

April 1
write a Kay-Ryan-esque poem: short, tight lines, rhymes interwoven throughout, maybe an animal or two, and, if you can manage to stuff it in, a sharp little philosophical conclusion.

Remember when
typing one
letter at a time
was better.
Mistakes erased
with whiteout.
What a pain.
Today computers
edit our mistakes,
smart, they say.
Too smart.
Red lines nd
green ones too
squelch creativity,
put in words
never meant
Elephants remember
I want to forget.

April 2
write a poem inspired by, or in the form of, a recipe! It can be a recipe for something real, like your grandmother’s lemon chiffon cake, or for something imaginary, like a love potion or a spell.

Hope Is Not On The Way


I wrote this back in 2004 Kerry? Bush?
Looks like it’s still true.  😦

ONE RAINY NIGHT
(Written on election night 2004)

One rainy night
the people flocked,
lined up all around the block,
to vote, we thought,
for a new way,
a change,
a ray of light.

One rainy night,
the people were polled,
even though the night was cold.
It seemed the dream
was near at last.
Our hearts
dared to hope.

One rainy night
the map turned red,
an open wound being bled.
The stain spread
through the night.
Only edges
held to blue.

One rainy night
the dam gave way
to morning, gray on gray,
Out of sight,
the victory lost.
Hope was not
on the way.

One rainy night
should lead to day.
Sunshine will return they say.
Someday . . .

The Literary Nest


Fall Santa Clara DSC_0230A painting of mine in the current issue of The Literary Nest.

https://theliterarynest.com/issues/vol-2-issue-3/fiction/


See my latest review at Self Publishing Review – SPR –

“The plot is well-developed with some genuine surprises, and Gina Martin is a stellar protagonist: smart, confident, and independent.”

Deeper Colors Cover Blue Blur May 4 font 2

http://www.selfpublishingreview.com/2016/09/deeper-colors-by-c-s-donnell/

 

Austin Texas Tower Shooting – 1966 and Now.


Poem in memory of the shooting

Austin City Limits

Nightlights along the river

Heat rises from the pavement

Strumming guitars

Beats over microphones

Tower in the background

Try not to remember

Bullets raining down

The summer of ‘66

Just missed me

Didn’t miss another

Mother to be

Steel penetrated belly

Taking that life yet unborn

Try to forget

Austin City Limits.

 

http://chronicle.com/article/Texas-Picked-an-Ominous-Date/237264